Clinging to the ruin of your broken home, too lost and hurting to carry your load
You know we all need someone to hold
You know we all need someone to hold
Blowing out a breath of relief when his failed attempt doesn’t scare off the unicorn, Harper urges his horse closer once it is properly roped. He doesn’t touch it, but he hopes the closeness of his mount will encourage it to begin bonding, watching as the two tentatively offer their noses to each other. Better than kicking and squealing at least.
Casting his gaze around at the others, Harper doesn’t hide his relief to see that it was smooth sailing for everyone else - the entire herd has been captured and corralled between the horses. Maeve begins to lead them out, and Harper wraps the length of rope around the horn of his saddle and follows their Queen.
Casting his gaze around at the others, Harper doesn’t hide his relief to see that it was smooth sailing for everyone else - the entire herd has been captured and corralled between the horses. Maeve begins to lead them out, and Harper wraps the length of rope around the horn of his saddle and follows their Queen.
